"May all Living beings on Earth live in Peace and Harmony"
Thats what this little wooden pendant-like thing around my neck says. My friend made her little brother send it for me from the other end of this country. Its Buddhist (She's not sure of the script) and really very pretty...
Two of my other friends got me the first book in the series of the "Buddha". Its of the Graphic Novel lot and is an amazing read, to the point that I'm sure even our History Professor would appreciate it! I must read the rest of the series!
I wish it were possible to convince people that all life is equally valuable... but our selfishness is not restricted merely to our selves. It goes on to portray what we feel about our species as a whole.
Pathetic.
Thats all we are.
I guess... I'm jus waiting for someone to prove me wrong... Its kind of odd because, in these holidays, I realized that the people I truly respected were the so-called 'selfish' ones. But then again, a word is only as good as its meaning... which is solely as good as its interpretation...
Maybe,... all this time,... I've just been using the wrong dictionary.
Peace and Harmony?..
*smiles sadly*
Yeah...
Someday...
Everything is messed up. Everything... and the scariest part is that there is just so much more that can go wrong... As if three hours every single day in this hell hole were not enough. Once again I find the same threat hanging over me... and out of the people closest to me, I have not spoken to one in weeks. The other and I just can't seem to agree anymore... and the last now hates me...
I lied and got away with it for far too long now. Maybe this is some kind of Karmic vengeance. With the monetary scene lookin as gloomy as it does right now, I don't think I can afford 'highness' for a while. The smokes shall obviously have to reduce to a negligible number... And I will necessarily end up spending a LOT of time in the darned lib.
*laughs*
The only way I would find this any funnier is... if I was watching it happen...
I'm tired now.
I dunno if this is a test... and if it is, I really don't even know if I'm failing miserably or just about passing. For now, I just have to get by. Or at least try to anyhow...
Oh well, at least I have my laptop back...
*smiles sadly*
Empty.
Sometimes the hardest thing and the right thing are the same...
...
I'd say this time... its just been one time too many...
I read this book last night. Curled up under the nice huge blanket my father bought me just about a year ago because he thought I would freeze otherwise! For almost two hours, I was away. Far away... and so I dunno if I enjoyed the book mainly because it let me be away or well... just because...
The book is called Salaam Paris. My mother had brought it here to read and I asked her to leave it behind. Its about a 19 yr old Muslim girl who has wanted to go to paris all her life but considers it to be nothing but a foolish dream. However, she DOES end up in Paris... and through a series of coincidences, becomes a model.
She lives like that for two years, declared dead by her family. And though the book itself is well written, it bothers me because of one point it just won't cease to drive home. "No matter where you are, you can always hold on to your 'culture'". Like, the kid does everything that superficially goes against her religion, but at heart she is "true" to it. Bleh. Give me a break.
People change. people always change. You won't not change just because you decide so! *sigh* It reminds me of my first conversation with my hostel mates, once again, about just a year ago. I wish I could have recorded that conversation just to play it back to them today!
You know, a part of me wonders if life would really be different if I had made a few conscious decisions right before (and after) joining this place. Would life be any different? Hell yes! Do I wish it was? ...As much as I wish I could say "No way!!!" or even "Yeah... I do"... all I can say is... "I dunno..."
Ah well... 4 more years to go.
*winks*
I dunno which ones I loathe more; the ones who walk by pretending its completely normal that I'm sitting here or the ones who give me those stupid annoying wide grins!
Grr.
*sigh*
I hate them all.
Well, thats that. I was reading over my blog (yeah, again. I'm sorry. I'm bored, and no, I don't have a life) and I guess all I really succeeded in doing is diluting it. When I went on the must-stop-making-blog-depressed-zone trip.
Diluting. Like you do to a too-hard shot of whiskey. It doesn't mean you're consuming any lesser of the alcohol. Just means it'll take a litle longer to hit.
-_-
Yes, when you start comparing your blog to whiskey, you KNOW you have issues!
Its not fair... Its not right... There should never be this kind of hate where there was once such love.
"I'll always watch over you."
Lies.
Or were they?...
Nothing happened. I'm free. 14 years of fear... I'm free...
*smiles*
We're going to call her. I intend to get over my fear tonight.
Mave you know what to do. Papers and letters. Love you all.
*grins*
Yes yes, dramatic, ain't I?
